feels like heaven

I really like waking up to the sound of rain pounding down on the aluminium roof, pitter patter, pitter patter. Rolled over to check my phone, 10:29AM. Oh, one more of batman, one more day of freezing my ass off in the studio, or so I thought...

But hell yeah I'm sitting here in my backyard with piles of old clothes hung around plastic hangers, dangling on bamboo poles, or sitting in uniform stacks on foldable tables, just waiting for new owners to come pick them out.

It's little things like these that make me feel as though we're not so much in singapore, or then I realised that instead of wishing we were in some foreign country why not introduce more of such stuff to our little conservative country. So say yes to more photoshoots and garage sales!